In the early morning of the next day, Wu Ming was still the same as the previous three days, he got up earlier than Yang Xiao and prepared breakfast for Yang Xiao, after eating breakfast, Wu Ming cleaned up, then squatted down and turned his back to Yang Xiao. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yang Xiao didn't get on Wu Ming's back like a few days ago, she said, "Xiaoming, I can go by myself." ”

Wu Ming stood up and asked, "Can you really leave by yourself?"

"Hmm. Yang Xiao nodded.

"But walking by yourself is slower than I walking on your back, you say you go by yourself, are you unwilling to part with me too quickly?"

Yang Xiao didn't think of this, she just didn't want to let herself get used to a man's back, because habit can easily lead to dependence.

Dependence is a kind of emotion, and with emotion, then judgment may lose fairness, this is what Yang Xiao really does not want to see, the secret on her body, that is where the Yang family has been true for hundreds of years.

If she is not a person, then how she will face her father after her death will damage the prestige of her grandfather Yang Su even more!

Wu Ming looked a little domineering at this time, picked Yang Xiao on his back, and then said as he walked: "When you get to a crowded place, you want to go, then you let you go, now you are in a hurry, you just treat me as a carriage or an ox cart, anyway, you can ride me with peace of mind." ”

Wu Ming's mind is very active, when it comes to letting Yang Xiao ride him, a picture appears in his mind, it is a position he liked in his previous life - the riding position, such a picture flashed, Wu Ming did not feel shameless, in his opinion, it was just the embodiment of a man's true temperament.

Zi said: "Chromophobia!" isn't it?

The most famous in Panyang County is Panyang Lake, in Wu Ming's previous life, when Panyang Lake is mentioned, it is natural to think of hairy crabs, but I don't know if there are hairy crabs in this world.

Recalling the taste of hairy crabs, Wu Ming's taste buds beat, and saliva secreted on the tip of his tongue, but there was an indescribable sorrow in his mind, for Wu Ming at this time, the taste of hairy crabs was the taste of his hometown.

The taste of hometown is often connected with the longing of hometown, and this inexplicable sorrow makes Wu Ming tremble slightly.

"Xiao Ming, what's wrong with you?" Yang Xiao on his back noticed the subtle abnormality.

Wu Ming said: "I arrived in Panyang Town not far ahead, and I suddenly remembered some kind of deliciousness, and I was a little greedy. ”

Wu Ming perfectly concealed his longing for home, but he didn't expect to arouse Yang Xiao's nostalgia for his father.

Yang Xiao sighed lightly and said: "Yes, the area of Panyang Lake on the edge of Panyang Town, which is the hometown of food, used to take me here to eat big rock crabs for a while in the autumn of every year.

Wu Ming didn't comfort him, he said, "Yang Xiao, let me accompany you to recall the taste of this memory." ”

After more than an hour, Wu Ming and the two of them came to Panyang Town, which is built around Panyang Lake, which is a place where commerce and trade are extremely prosperous and products are extremely rich.

Panyang Town is not only famous as the food town of the Great Sui, but also the seat of the county guard of Panyang County.

Yang Xiao and Wu Ming walked side by side, in the lively people coming and going, the two were inconspicuous, this kind of ordinariness allowed Wu Ming and the two of them to move forward on the slightly crowded street with peace of mind.

Yang Xiao said: "I haven't been here for a long time, and I can't imagine that I can come here again." ”

Wu Ming didn't want to follow Yang Xiao's sorrow, he pointed to the corner of the street in front and said, "Look, rock sugar gourd!"

Following Wu Ming's fingers, Yang Xiao looked at it and said lightly: "What kind of rock sugar gourd, it's called sweet and sour jujubes, but the name of the rock sugar gourd you said is much better than sweet and sour jujubes." ”

Wu Ming took Yang Xiao's hand, Yang Xiao felt the warmth in Wu Ming's hand, her heart fluttered slightly, and she followed Wu Ming to the person selling rock sugar gourds.

Wu Ming's face was full of innocence at this time, and he said happily: "Two strings of rock sugar gourds!"

The vendor was an old man, he didn't know what Wu Ming was talking about, he replied: "Little brother, there is no gourd you want here, I just sell sweet and sour dates, old man." ”

Wu Ming smiled and pointed to the things that the old man was selling and said, "This is what I called the rock sugar gourd." ”

The old man took two strings and handed them to Wu Ming and said, "Ten cents." ”

Wu Ming casually took out ten taels of silver to the old man, and the old man was stupid, he said: "Little brother, I can't find this!"

Wu Ming handed a string of rock sugar gourds to Yang Xiao, then turned back to the old man and said, "Uncle, how old are you this year?"

"Sixty-seven years old!" The old man is not a cultivator, so according to his age, his body is already very old, and such an aging body can easily make people feel compassion.

Wu Ming couldn't bear it, and said on a whim: "Old man, how about we talk about business?"

The old man was a little stunned, he didn't know why his sentence of 'can't find money' just now turned into a business discussion, and the old man was taken by Wu Ming to a wine shop in front of the street in a daze. But Yang Xiao watched silently, she wanted to see what kind of medicine Wu Ming was selling in the gourd.

After the old man sat down, he looked a little uneasy, and he said: "Little brother, the old man and I are from a poor family, and the children in the family are not angry, and I have no business to talk about with you." ”

"Uncle, my business is very simple, I'll give you 5,000 taels of capital, you find a store here, and sell rock sugar gourds!"

The old man is not a cultivator, but the lowest people in this world, five thousand taels is for the old man, that is money that he can't earn in a few lifetimes, and he was directly scared to cry.

"Little brother, don't make fun of me, the two unangry sons of the old man's family are still waiting for me to feed!"

"Uncle, you are sixty-seven years old this year, you are not a cultivator, so how many years can you live? Shouldn't you block it for your own son? If I were you, I would choose to make a decision after listening!"

The old man hesitated for a while, and finally his father's love overwhelmed his fear, and he said, "Childe, the old man has no money!"

From the change of title, Wu Ming understood the change in the old man's heart, so Wu Ming told the old man about the marketing method in his previous life while eating, the old man did not understand the ingenuity, but Yang Xiao listened to it and admired it again and again.

After listening to Wu Ming's words, the old man asked suspiciously: "Childe, what you said about giving people away to give people a free taste, isn't that a loss-making business?"

Wu Ming knew that there were some things that could not be forced, and he knew that the concept of marketing could not be explained clearly to the old man, so he said: "In this way, old man, I will go to your house and write down the steps of how to do it, and you will do what I say, if you lose it, it will be mine, if you make it, we will divide it equally!"